Sharp Eyes

I
walk in front of
youLooking to the
ground, not to the
roadI know
that I'm such a terrible
messNot only
for you but also to everyone
elseI know I'm
not the person you expected me to
beBut what? Is that your
problem?Of
course
not!Tick tock
tick tockEvery
second feels like a dead
aimI look
upAnd there
you areLooking
at me with your sharp eyes